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Academy of Noble Arms

@Eklispe Oh have a little faith. Just a few cuts here and there.

Thank you.@Altasaire

Academy of Noble Arms

Planning on soon, no has a problem with me posting into detail about gruesome stuff?

Academy of Noble Arms

Wow, so it's going to be a full house for parent-teacher conference, huh?

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@Altasaire

Good question.

But, no. Once the toxin is adsorbed by the body, there is not much that can be done. The arrows remains due to the fact they have already been discharged and used. Her supply of arrows are limited, each takes a bit of energy to active.

If you are correct, shouldn't the wounds vanish as well once she unsummon her noble arms? It is not an illusion.

Genesis: Land of the Gods

Dakath

Basic

Name:

Dakath

Nicknames/Titles:

The Guardian

Age:

39, appears to be in his early thirties

Gender/Sex:

Male

Birthday:

27th of May

Occupation:

Bodyguard

Where they live:

Carnatia

Species:

Shifter

Bio

Dakath lived on his own from the start. He never knew his family, considering they died in a fire a when he was only three years old. Dakath was the only one who survived out of his whole family. An old couple found Dakath on the ground screaming and crying. They took him in and raised him as his own. The only scary thing was, that his foster parents were elves, knowing little of the world of shifters expect from tall-tells.

Having no regrets about adopting him. Dakath grew up living within the abyss of his adopted parents' culture. The kids of the clan made his life difficult for being different. He did not understand why they feared and hated him. He endures the humiliation and beatings from the boys of the village until the age of sixteen. One night, Dakath ended up almost killing one of his bullies after a beating, the strange occurred; he shifted. After that day, the children of the clan left him alone and took the time to discover his new power.

On his way from his odd job to his isolated tent, there was an upheaval; a raiding had occurred and the thugs were terrorizing the citizens, including Dakath. Two relatively lanky albeit tall thugs had pinpointed him with blades, telling him to empty his pockets, but Dakath genuinely had nothing to give and so as one raised his blade to strike, a noble with beautiful robes blocked the blow, fighting off the two thugs with a ferocity of a tiger's revenge. Dumbfounded, Dakath could only stand there as the man slowly turned around, offering him a golden dagger. The noble's eyes were gray, dim- he was old. He told him, "Work for me."

Whatever had driven him, Dakath did not know, but he took the dagger without hesitation and accepted. The noble who had recruited him was a sixty-two-year-old elf named Myles, who trained him until the very day he died. Dakath continues to protect the only treasure Myles left behind; his daughter.

Personality:

Being silent and reserved to those he deem unknown, he is articulate in speech when needed to speak; he chooses his words carefully and with tact, though, if piqued, he can obtain a sharp-tongued. Perhaps being little ways overly circumspect (often due to a lack of trust or a fear of unfavorable outcomes), he prefers to keep his thoughts to himself. Though at times his sentimental issues drive him to make audacious decisions. However, he is willing to extend a hand of affiliation if he deems the individual trustworthy and relatively conscientious.

Likes:

Combat

Nature

Dislikes:

Arrogant People

Talents/Hobbies:

Acute Hearing

Alignment:

True Neutral

Combat

Magic Type:

N/A

Fighting Style:

Dakath often depends on hand to hand combat; grappling and ground fighting. He also knows other tactics that involve complex body movement.

Weapon(s):

Golden Dagger

Weaknesses:

Sword fighting; though he is relatively skilled, it is not his best attribute.

Strengths:

The only strength he bothers to acknowledge is his massive willpower.

Elanalue Vaeri Dalyor

Basic

Name:

Elanalue Vaeri Dalyor

Nicknames/Titles:

Vaeri

Age:

25

Gender/Sex:

Female

Birthday:

12th of November

Occupation:

Heiress/Traveler

Where they live:

Carnatia

Species:

Elf

Bio

Vaeri was a gift from the Elven Empress even if it came at the cost of the mother's life. As the only child of a wealthy merchant, life had always been easy for her, she received the best education from high qualified tutors, along with exotic treasures her father would bring for her. Vaeri was diagnosed at the age of 5 as color blind. Not many people are aware of her illness. Her father hides her defaults, keeping her sheltered. They worried the outside world will bring harm to their precious miracle. As she stayed behind closed doors, Vaeri had pots of flowers and canvases around the house. A few hobbies to keep herself calm and busy until dinnertime.

When she met Dakath, life comes with a bang of color. She was happy to have someone to talk to. Overtime, Dakath became the big brother dreamed for. He taught her a couple survival tactics. Along with a few tricks from him.

Her heart sank when her father passed away, Vaeri knew she did not want to die without at least witnessing the world around her. Bound to the new passion, Vaeri left her home behind and went on to begin her left as a traveler with Dakath by her side.

Personality:

Vaeri has always been a native girl, who always believed the best in others. A very soft heartened girl, she tend to not hate anyone; which often leads her into a great deal of trouble. But don't let her kindness fool you, she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself when in a bind. Despite her friendly disposition, she's often absent minded and quick to forgive. Curious and gentle, she's a picture book perfection of an angel.

Likes:

Music & Arts

Traveling

Dislikes:

Wine

Rudeness

Talents/Hobbies:

Painting

Gardening

Alignment:

Lawful Good

Combat

Magic Type:

Aura

Fighting Style:

Long Distance if possible

Weapon(s):

Magic

Dakath

Weaknesses:

The fear being talked down to by others as if she were a young child.

Strengths:

She isn't afraid to speak her mind, no matter who she's up against.

Genesis: Land of the Gods

@Ya Boy Tendou Awesome!!

Genesis: Land of the Gods

Dakath

Basic

Name:

Dakath

Nicknames/Titles:

The Guardian

Age:

39, appears to be in his early thirties

Gender/Sex:

Male

Birthday:

27th of May

Occupation:

Bodyguard

Where they live:

Carnatia

Species:

Shifter

Bio

Dakath lived on his own from the start. He never knew his family, considering they died in a fire a when he was only three years old. Dakath was the only one who survived out of his whole family. An old couple found Dakath on the ground screaming and crying. They took him in and raised him as his own. The only scary thing was, that his foster parents were elves, knowing little of the world of shifters expect from tall-tells.

Having no regrets about adopting him. Dakath grew up living within the abyss of his adopted parents' culture. The kids of the clan made his life difficult for being different. He did not understood why they feared and hated him. He endure the humiliation and beatings from the boys of the village until the age of sixteen. One night, Dakath ended up almost killing one of his bullies after a beating, the strange occurred; he shifted. After that day, the children of the clan left him alone and took the time to discover his new power.

On his way from his odd job to his isolated tent, there was an upheaval;a raiding had occurred and the thugs were terrorizing the citizens, including Dakath. Two relatively lanky albeit tall thugs had pinpointed him with blades, telling him to empty his pockets, but Dakath genuinely had nothing to give and so as one raised his blade to strike, a noble with beautiful robes blocked the blow, fighting off the two thugs with a ferocity of a tiger's revenge. Dumbfounded, Dakath could only stand there as the man slowly turned around, offering him a golden dagger. The noble's eyes were grey, dim- he was old. He told him, "Work for me."

Whatever had drove him, Dakath did not know, but he took the dagger without hesitation and accepted. The noble whom had recruited him was a sixty two year old elf named Myles, who trained him until the very day he died. Dakath continues to protect the only treasure Myles left behind; his daughter.

Personality:

Being silent and reserved to those he deem unknown, he is articulate in speech when needed to speak; he chooses his words carefully and with tact, though, if piqued, he can obtain a sharp-tongue. Perhaps being a little ways overly circumspect (often due to a lack in trust or a fear of unfavorable outcomes), he prefers to keep his thoughts to himself. Though at times his sentimental issues drive him to make audacious decisions. However, he is willing to extend a hand of affiliation if he deem the individual trustworthy and relatively conscientious.

Likes:

Combat

Nature

Dislikes:

Arrogant People

Talents/Hobbies:

Acute Hearing

Alignment:

True Neutral

Combat

Magic Type:

N/A

Fighting Style:

Dakath often depends on hand to hand combat; grappling and ground fighting. He also knows other tactics that involve complex body movement.

Weapon(s):

Golden Dagger

Weaknesses:

Sword fighting; though he is relatively skilled, it is not his best attribute.

Strengths:

The only strength he bothers to acknowledge is his massive willpower.

Elanalue Vaeri Dalyor

Basic

Name:

Elanalue Vaeri Dalyor

Nicknames/Titles:

Vaeri

Age:

25

Gender/Sex:

Female

Birthday:

12th of November

Occupation:

Heiress/Traveler

Where they live:

Carnatia

Species:

Elf

Bio

Vaeri was a gift from the Elven Empress even if it came to the cost of the mother's life. As the only child of a wealthy merchant, life had always been easy for her, she received the best education from high qualified tutors, along with exotic treasures her father would bring for her. Vaeri was diagnosed at the age of 5 as color blind. Not many people are aware of her illness. Her father hide her defaults, keeping her sheltered. They worried the outside world will bring harm to their precious miracle. As she stayed behind closed doors, Vaeri had pots of flowers and canvases around the house. A few hobbies to keep herself calm and busy until dinnertime.

When she met Dakath, life cames in a bang of color. She was happy to have someone to talk to. Overtime, Dakath became the big brother dreamed for. He taught her a couple survival tactics. Along with a few tricks from him.

Her heart sank when her father passed away, Vaeri knew she did not want to die without at least witnessing the world around her. Bound to the new passion, Vaeri left her home behind and went on to begin her left as a traveler with Dakath by her side.

Personality:

Vaeri has always been a native girl, who always believed the best in others. A very soft heartened girl, she tend to not hate anyone; which often leads her into a great deal of trouble. But don't let her kindness fool you, she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself when in a bind. Despite her friendly disposition, she's often absent minded and quick to forgive. Curious and gentle, she's a picture book perfection of an angel.

Likes:

Music & Arts

Traveling

Dislikes:

Wine

Rudeness

Talents/Hobbies:

Painting

Gardening

Alignment:

Lawful Good

Combat

Magic Type:

Aura

Fighting Style:

Long Distance if possible

Weapon(s):

Magic

Dakath

Weaknesses:

The fear being talked down to by others as if she were a young child.

Strengths:

She isn't afraid to speak her mind, no matter who she's up against.

Genesis: Land of the Gods

Planning on joining, working on my character now.

There Will Always Be Blood

@Emma Grrrr, you are the one killing me. Me wanna seee!!!!

Academy of Noble Arms

@Altasaire nice work

Academy of Noble Arms

@TheHangedMan I support this! XD